So what stops you from climbing up there?
Who stops you? Even in your mind?
What play did you leave behind with your childhood?
What is the kid in you yearning for?
What else would be fun for you?

The entrance to the playground said ‘2 to 5 year age’ requirement
What do you do when you are pulled in, as if it is for you?
Would you explore the joy, the 4 year old inside of you, feels with this fulfillment?
What regret gets to finally smile, when you climb like a kid and reach the view?

So what stops you from rising anywhere?
Who stops you? Even in your mind?
What choice did you leave behind, for your adulthood?
What is your inner being yearning for?
What else could be possible for you?

The entrance to the grown-up life asked for your grit
What do you do when your passion for life pulls you?
Would you explore the joy it brings with the fulfillment of it?
What regrets would you finally shed, to live like the kid, coming alive in you?

So what stops you from being perched up there?
Who stops you? Even in your mind?
Up there, all lightness of Being
No concept of certain way of living
Sheer happiness in the moment
For allowing the simple pleasures
No definition, no lament